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Clyde Ride

Drunken stupor in times bluer than a starless night sky Sunken deep time becomes a blur and begs the question, I … No, that’s a lie As I wonder why I’m feeling bad about the way that I’m living Too young to not rest in peace  Too old to not […]

Benched

The sunset’s orange That much was obvious Transformers on the powerlines lie dormant Until the day winds down Lights will shine through the windows of homes as people continue to live their lives But somehow, much like the sunset that will transcend into moonlight & The transformers that will wake […]

Sleeping Sunrise

The aurum of just after day Sincere and so serene Golden sets of mannequins, they’re reaching for the sea The plastic wishes fragile yet extreme Washes away in our sleeping sunsets I guess No let’s — Find our ever-after Bathed in moonlit matter Neon lights and laughter Drunken stupor or […]